Caught Snooping

Lana Rhoades lies back on her sheets, panties stripped away, thighs parted wide. Two fingers work her clit in lazy circles. She's almost there when her bedroom door slams open and Melissa Moore walks in. Lana yanks her hand away, knees snapping together. Melissa spins on her heel, cheeks flaming, and disappears. Lana waits a beat, then slides her fingers back between slick folds. In the hallway Melissa lingers, pussy aching at the sight of her gorgeous roommate touching herself. She nudges the door wider, slips in. Her back hits the wall just outside the frame. Tank top peels up, shorts and thong drop to her ankles. She sinks two fingers into her own wet heat, eyes locked on the slow rhythm between Lana's legs. Lana's moans grow sharper. Melissa answers with a louder, deliberate sound. Lana freezes, listens, then climbs off the bed and creeps toward the half-open door. When she finds Melissa stroking herself, Lana doesn’t hide. Instead she mirrors the touch, letting her own soft whimpers drift out until Melissa’s eyes snap open. Understanding flashes between them. Melissa lunges, grabs Lana’s bare waist, and they stumble onto the mattress in a tangle of skin. Their mouths crash together, tongues sliding hot and deep. Melissa breaks the kiss first, kissing down Lana’s stomach until her lips close over that swollen clit. She licks steady, hungry strokes until Lana’s thighs clamp around her head and she comes hard, hips jerking, wetness flooding Melissa’s mouth. Melissa swings a leg over Lana’s face. She rocks, grinding her soaked pussy against Lana’s tongue, tits swaying with every roll. Her orgasm hits sharp; she shudders, then lowers herself to straddle Lana’s hips. Their slick cunts slide together, Melissa riding with quick, greedy thrusts, heavy breasts bouncing. Lana lifts her head, tongue pushing past the tight ring of Melissa’s ass, fucking her there in slick, filthy strokes. They press their tits together, nipples dragging, then Melissa dips her head again. Her mouth seals around Lana’s clit, sucking hard and rhythmically until Lana breaks with another long, liquid climax, shaking under Melissa’s tongue.